07-16-2018, 05:03 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 550px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; border-bottom: 2px dashed;"]It was clear to see the situation arising when Pincher arrived to the scene. That’s when Rochelle rose out of concern at first, padding so she hovered about the area, trying to collect information without seeming intrusive or anything or the manner. Still, she couldn’t help but collect the bits of information as she stood around. Had Jacob locked himself inside of the submarine? It was a peculiar thing to do, however, recalling the spectacle of Luca’s joining made her stomach lurch. Was Jacob upset about that entire ordeal? Was he arguing with Pincher. Rochelle had never been in a relationship, so she couldn’t quite understand what the situation between the couple was like. Still, she grew much more worried with the thought, trailing after Solveig.
The dark brown wolf stood idly by, warm amber eyes searching the faces of the others for some sort of read on how serious the situation was. She kept to herself, until Solveig made it clear something was wrong and the door needed to be opened. Her heart jumped— was Jacob hurt inside of there? Was Luca really insane, and did he do something to Jacob to get Pincher. It was ... a weird thought, but the panic she felt only brought on more troublesome thoughts. Her lips parted and she shook her head, stepping forward towards the door. ”Bust it open ... someone help me push, please.” Rochelle said quickly, preparing to use all of the strength in her body to open the door. There was a buzz inside of her, adrenaline shaking her to the very core.
The dark brown wolf stood idly by, warm amber eyes searching the faces of the others for some sort of read on how serious the situation was. She kept to herself, until Solveig made it clear something was wrong and the door needed to be opened. Her heart jumped— was Jacob hurt inside of there? Was Luca really insane, and did he do something to Jacob to get Pincher. It was ... a weird thought, but the panic she felt only brought on more troublesome thoughts. Her lips parted and she shook her head, stepping forward towards the door. ”Bust it open ... someone help me push, please.” Rochelle said quickly, preparing to use all of the strength in her body to open the door. There was a buzz inside of her, adrenaline shaking her to the very core.
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ain't it a gentle sound the rolling in the grave
[size=8pt]ain't it like thunder under earth the sound it makes ⋆ tags
ain't it a gentle sound the rolling in the grave
[size=8pt]ain't it like thunder under earth the sound it makes ⋆ tags